You never know when it’s going to be useful to have one special friend.
My special, and best, friend was an HVAC technician.
He kept telling me that if I ever needed something; all I had to do was call. When the HVAC system in my apartment building went out, they told us it was going to take at least a week to get it replaced. That meant me, and everyone else in the building, was going to go without heat for at least a week. We couldn’t get a shower because there was only cold water without the furnace working. I called Miles, my best friend, and asked if he would mind taking in a border for a week. Being the person he is, he asked if I had a prison record, and if I would put a deposit down in case I broke something. I told him I spent ten years in prison for larceny and I only had two thin nickels. We both laughed, and he told me to come over. Once I was there, he got a phone call from the HVAC company. They were putting him in charge of the apartment building where I lived. He had to go to the owner and get the order, and then get the HVAC equipment. Once the HVAC equipment was delivered; he needed a crew to do the installation. He laughed and said he wouldn’t have time to make me love him, because he had to get HVAC in my apartment building. I was sad, because I loved it when he tried to convince me to be his girlfriend.